gentle warmth rising,
tiny spark from my insides.
blazing passion. Love.
Welcome
Hi! I'm Missy Wilreker, and welcome to this new place for me to write and express. Thank you so much for reading and for your interest in what I write. This is a new endeavor for me, so let's see how it goes!
I was at Women Drummer's International - Born To Drum Camp 2011 and wandered into the "Writing as Ritual" class led by Odilia in the Spirit Lodge. Little did I know that the quick poems I wrote that afternoon, I would end up reading on stage at the open mic to such an ENTHUSIASTIC reception!
So many people encouraged me to continue writing and it FELT SO DARNED GOOD I am inspired to continue this adventure.
Feel free to comment on the poems, or give "prompt" suggestions to write upon as I am always awake and listening for what might inspire a flow of words and feelings.
I was at Women Drummer's International - Born To Drum Camp 2011 and wandered into the "Writing as Ritual" class led by Odilia in the Spirit Lodge. Little did I know that the quick poems I wrote that afternoon, I would end up reading on stage at the open mic to such an ENTHUSIASTIC reception!
So many people encouraged me to continue writing and it FELT SO DARNED GOOD I am inspired to continue this adventure.
Feel free to comment on the poems, or give "prompt" suggestions to write upon as I am always awake and listening for what might inspire a flow of words and feelings.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
The Dance of the Serpents
I dance with a serpent in my dreams.
When the veils are thin
between now
and the hidden parts of my mind.
He is my teacher,
my guide,
a messenger from my ancestors
bidding me forth
into unknown realms.
When the veils are thin
between now
and the hidden parts of my mind.
He is my teacher,
my guide,
a messenger from my ancestors
bidding me forth
into unknown realms.
Monday, January 2, 2012
2012 Vision: Spirit Enlightened Ambition Changing the World
Spirit has been waiting for me.
She dances around playfully
with her all-knowing look.
"Glad you decided to stop by,"
she says,
"Now, are you ready
to wake back up
and pay attention?"
She dances around playfully
with her all-knowing look.
"Glad you decided to stop by,"
she says,
"Now, are you ready
to wake back up
and pay attention?"
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Calling Forth
I am being called forth
just outside my reach.
You, Spirit, are waiting
for me.
And I,
I can see you in the distance
through the clouded veils
of my own perceptions.
just outside my reach.
You, Spirit, are waiting
for me.
And I,
I can see you in the distance
through the clouded veils
of my own perceptions.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
What Can I Say?
Staring at this blank page,
I wonder what I want to say.
What' that thought
or image
rattling around inside?
What is ready to release.....
I wonder what I want to say.
What' that thought
or image
rattling around inside?
What is ready to release.....
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